| iiiiiiii was gonna write something very deep and profound. seriously, it was going to change your whole life. you'd think about it for a while, sleep on it, and wake up to a brand new way of thinking and rationale.
so why not share?
cause i just watched rowdy lick himself for 8 solid minutes.
this song reminds me of rowdy a lot. it's called "Dog" by Ben Folds.
*edit*
song doesn't want to play. hey, shut it. i'm new to all this new xanga mess. what the hell's an audioblog...?
HEY WALTER! you're a computer geek, right? you know how to make this work?
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| xaaaaaaangaaaa. (said in the old sega game system form. who remembers that shit?)
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| whilst i'm fresh, i'm finally feeling a little more at ease having finished the moving process.
one pack of smokes down. one to go.
it's a countdown to my demise. i inhale to keep my body from stressing so much it collapses. this remedy comes recommended from a doc i work with. and i hate it. the taste. the smell. the sick i feel immediately after... tried the patch. suck. tried the gum. vomit.
i hate stress. my body hates it more.
hey friends, don't catch the colitis. it's more a bitch than anything else. unless you enjoy taking 10 or more pills a day...
mexiboy out
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| myspace has consumed me.
*cough*
it's dusty in here...
by a show of hands, who will read this post and then maybe i'll not update it somemore?
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